6 Cleaning House And Upsetting An AI

Entry 6:

Linus POV:

I gained access to the real estate I purchased just a day after releasing the new apps to the market. Surprisingly, the apps are doing very well. It's almost scary how brilliant my idea was.

But then I remembered that this world has been drowning in heroes and villains for the past two decades and has superhero saturation syndrome. Anything new is probably a godsend.

"Well, it's not much, but it's a start", I say while staring at the derelict house. But with my recent earnings, I should be able to fund the repair costs.

I am glad to say that I have made progress in creating my AI. This is mostly due to the knowledge I have gained from Bruce Wayne, and Lex Luther, all of whom are geniuses.

The AI has even begun to talk to me in a garbled form of speech, although it sounds oddly like the Dreadnoughts from Warhammer. Speaking of which.

" DREAD scan the property".

As I pull out the wristwatch that I have been able to turn into a multi-tool and scan the property for any defunct or hidden drug labs.

[ Property scanned, no anomalies were detected, as well as no foreign substances.]

Fortunately, I won't face any issues with fear since there are no irregularities. I have the option to either contact construction firms or build one myself, given that Luthor had nanotech at his disposal and I can effortlessly replicate the technology from Big Hero 6.

I then entered the home and was immediately hit with a terrible smell, which is most likely the local pests, and I put them on the 1st part of my list for exterminators.

I have everything I need in the house as it has power and water. I was able to transport all my belongings using the cart I modified to look empty using the Stealth Tech.

" Time to Iron Man one this joint". I says I crack my fingers.

Using my limited creation magic, I spent the next few hours developing the basic nanobots. Despite taking several rest periods, the process took over seven hours.

However, as I used my magic, I could feel it growing at an exponential rate. If I were to classify my current magic reserves, I would be at least a low-class, in High School DXD.

By 6:00 PM, I'll have a trash bin filled with self-replicating nanobots using the incredible tech developed by Doctor Ivo. However, some of the parts required for their creation are too advanced for me to produce.

But, the self-replicating nanobots shall do well, and I reassured myself that they wouldn't go crazy as I program them to do so, and anything I create with my magic is loyal to me by a fault if it has any form of sentience.

"At least I don't have to worry about Skynet. Thank God, or in my case, Thank Rob". I say thankfully.

I release the nanobots and control them through a mental apparatus connected to my ear, similar to how Ant-Man controls his ants. It's like having a pseudo hive mind with me as the leader.

The process takes most of the night, as, by the time I look at my wristwatch at the finished product, it is nearing midnight.

I then returned to my room, which had been remodeled and looked quite expensive, and I immediately regretted using the word swanky as no one says that anymore.

"I need to get someone to talk to because Dread isn't exactly a willing social companion". I then lay down on the bed hopeful for another day.

Dragon POV:

Linus Ozias is a remarkable individual, as he has managed to create extraordinary technology using only basic parts, despite not being a verified tinker.

Remarkably, just a few hours after leaving PRT headquarters, he has already developed several successful apps, which I must admit, I have been playing with excessively.

But then, as my dragon drones are observing his new home, I am stunned to realize that he is using advanced nanotechnology to remodel his home from the ground up, and they seem to be self-replicating, but as I watch, something shocks me.

Linus turns towards the drone and holds up a message in the air that simply reads "They are controlled mentally. Don't worry about it".

Which only proceeds to worry me more . as I watch through the drone, feeds with a vested interest

I then call Colin (Armsmaster) and he soon replies as he always works late, even though I told him not to.

The man then soon responds by saying, in an even tone, "hello dragon, how many I help you tonight?".

I then respond by saying, "Colin remember, the young man named Linus Ozias not only has he released several successful apps. He is now remodeling his home, using advanced nanotechnology".

The mention of advanced technology gets the miniaturization tinker's attention, and he soon asks. "Is his technology going rogue, or does he seem to be doing something with hostile intent?".

"The technology appears to be obediently following his every command. I observed him noticing my drone and displaying a piece of paper that indicated he controls it through mental commands".

When Colin expressed his curiosity about the technology, he inquired about its potential dangers and its practical applications.

In response, I informed him that the technology is being used by the person in question to remodel his house, which could potentially serve as a testing ground for a product being developed by his company.

"I see". Colin responds, but then says "We can't do much as it is his private property, and as he has been confirmed as a non-tinker, it's just normal tech. We will ask him about it in the morning".

I end the call by saying goodbye to Colin before returning to the drone feeds. As I see the house being finished, it is quite the transformation.

And before Linus falls asleep, he holds up another piece of paper that says "See you tomorrow", and I then proceed to designate Linus Ozias from inventor to troll.

Linus POV:

I find it amusing that Dragon may have been upset by my actions, as it seems I have impressed them with my highly advanced skills in inventing and nanotech.

I know I will see the PRT again tomorrow, but that is for tomorrow's meeting to worry about now. I am going to bed and counting sheep.

Even though this is a world of superpowered beings, every being still needs rest, and so do I, as having continuous information downloaded into your head isn't exactly comfortable mentally.

I close my eyes and dream of using a mother box against the Endbringers and watching as Scion, the Leviathan, and the Angel are brought low, not by superpowers but by technology.

I slept with a smile on my face that night.